Hyung, aren’t I cute? Episode 323
In any case, Jongsu’s match with Siha wasn’t over.
He had two cards in his hand.
He had to win no matter what. He turned the cards behind his back and shuffled them.
Then, he carefully picked them up and showed them.
“Okay, pick one.”
“Woong.”
Siha hesitated, trying to pick the right one. Then she changed her mind to the left.
Then back to the right. Then back to the left.
Jongsu maintained a poker face.
“Ah, pick one already!”
“Which one should I pick? Let’s guess!”
“Seriously!”
“Ding! Dong! Daeng! Dong!”
“Now she’s picking.”
“Which one.”
“Hey!”
After repeating the same section, the right one was chosen.
Siha picked the left one instead.
“I won!”
Jongsu was so frustrated he could die.
Why! After singing so much! Even though the right one was the one! Why did she change her mind to the left.
He couldn’t shake off the feeling of being teased.
“I lost. I lost…. Hey! One more round!”
“Okay.”
Then Seungjun said.
“But it seems to take too long to finish one round.”
The teacher clapped her hands as if she had a good idea.
“Then let’s make it so that the game ends when someone runs out of cards first. The person holding the Joker is last place.”
So the teacher shuffled the cards again and distributed them to the children.
But everyone has experienced it at least once.
Once you play a round of Old Maid, the same numbers tend to come out well no matter how much you shuffle.
The cards in the children’s hands were already greatly reduced.
“Then shall we start with Jongsu, who was the Old Maid last time?”
“Yes!”
Siha said to Jongsu.
“Jongsu, pick Siha’s. Siha doesn’t have the Joker.”
“You’re being too obvious. You have the Joker, don’t you?”
“No, I don’t. Siha will make sure Jongsu doesn’t come in last this time.”
“I’m not falling for that.”
Jongsu couldn’t trust Lee Siha, who had changed her choice from right to left earlier.
So he chose the one that looked the most okay. He picked one card out of the two cards.
The Joker came out.
Jongsu felt a sense of despair inside. He tried hard to hide it and fix his expression.
But no matter how much you poker face, it doesn’t matter if the other person doesn’t poker face.
Hana smiled brightly.
“Hehehe!”
“Ah! Hana. Why are you smiling? You had the Joker? I was right, wasn’t I?”
“Hehehe! It’s a secret!”
What secret! It’s written all over your face that you don’t have the Joker anymore.
She made the same offer to Jongsu that Siha had made.
“Hana, do you want to pick Siha’s?”
“Yes! I want to pick! I want to pick!”
When Hana picked Siha’s card, the same card came out.
The game ended at that moment.
Hana didn’t become the Old Maid, and Jongsu came in last.
“Hey, Lee Siha!”
“Huh?”
Siha could only tilt her head at Jongsu’s shout.
She couldn’t help but feel resentful.
It felt like Siha had planned the whole thing.
***
The pajama party was just beginning.
It was still daytime, but everyone had changed into their pajamas.
After helping the children change their clothes, the teacher took out the games she had prepared for today.
“Today, you all played Old Maid, right?”
“Yes!”
It wasn’t a planned game, but she decided to use it anyway.
“So I’m going to give money to the people who won. You have to use this to buy lunch, snacks, and dinner today.”
The teacher handed the children toy money.
The winners were given different amounts, starting with the first place.
Seungjun looked at the money and said.
“This is Monopoly money!”
“Ahem. It’s valuable money here.”
“I like real money better!”
“I won’t give you real money even if you say that.”
“I was caught!”
Siha looked at the money in her hand. 2,000 won [approximately $1.50 USD].
*Why is it so little?* she thought.
But she and Jongsu were the last ones left in Old Maid, so she was right before last place.
She just wasn’t the Old Maid.
Jongsu had even less money.
“Only 1,000 won [approximately $0.75 USD].”
“Okay, everyone. Don’t worry if you don’t have enough money. There are many games today, so you can earn money with them!”
“Yes!”
“Then make teams of two.”
She said this, but it was pretty much already decided.
[Siha, Seungjun], [Hana, Yeonju], [Jongsu, Jaehui], [Eunwoo, Yundong].
The kids who played well together became teams.
And the first game was revealed.
The cushion stealing game.
It was an arrangement of the chair stealing game. Chairs were likely to hurt the kids, so they changed it to cushions.
“When the music comes on, you dance and then sit on the cushion with your butt. The person who can’t sit is eliminated!”
“!!!”
“Even if only one person gets first place, that team is first place. Got it?”
“Yes!”
“And if you dance well, you’ll get bonus points, so I’ll give you money.”
Yundong’s eyes lit up.
He was confident in his dancing. No matter how hard they tried, none of his friends could keep up with Yundong’s dancing skills.
“Okay, then I’ll put only 5 cushions here and play the music.”
Doomchit. Doom doomchit.
The children move to the rhythm of the exciting music. Dancing is always a good game.
But today is different. A game has been added.
Everyone dances while glancing at the cushions.
Only Yundong was seriously enjoying the dance.
“Oh~ Yundong is really getting into it!”
The teacher livens up the atmosphere.
Yundong is in his own world, popping and bending his arms.
Siha twitched her muscles behind Yundong.
Ddddddd.
But instead of twitching, she just shook like her phone was vibrating.
“Oh! Siha is doing the shaking dance.”
The dance depends on how you package it.
Jongsu couldn’t stand seeing Siha showing interest in dancing, so he shook his butt hard.
Seungjun, who was watching from behind, also warmed up.
“Seungjun, isn’t that just exercise?”
“One, two, three, four. No? It’s an exercise dance?”
“That’s exercise.”
“No, it’s a dance.”
Hana shook her head.
“Oppa [older brother or male friend] always dances weird dances.”
“You always copy idol dances.”
“Why! Everyone does it!”
“It’s not fun. It’s not fun.”
Hana pouted and danced.
The teacher blew the whistle when it was time.
The children rushed to sit on the cushions.
Only Yundong didn’t care and was lost in the dance.
He was a child who had been in another world from the beginning.
“Puhaha. Yundong, why are you still dancing? Puhaha.”
Eunwoo, who had taken a cushion, grabbed his stomach, saying it was funny.
The remaining cushions were taken by Hana, Jaehui, Jongsu, and Seungjun.
“Didn’t sit!”
“Agh, Lee Siha!”
Siha was belatedly pushing her butt into Jongsu’s face.
“Huh? Why is Jongsu here? Siha was going to sit down?”
“I sat down first. Why are you trying to sit backwards!”
Everyone quickly took a cushion and sat down first, but Siha honestly tried to turn around and sit in her place.
That’s why she accidentally landed on Jongsu’s face.
“Isn’t this how you do it?”
“No! You have to take it quickly.”
“Sit on the cushion with your butt. Isn’t that right?”
“Huh? That’s right…….”
“Siha is slow.”
“Huh? That’s also right!”
Jongsu was somehow caught up in Siha’s pace again.
Anyway, the teacher makes a decision.
“Yes! 5 people have advanced to the next round. And Yundong, you can stop dancing now. I’ll give Yundong dance points! Here’s the money.”
“Thank you.”
Siha runs over quickly.
The teacher said with a bitter smile.
“Yundong danced better, so I can’t help it. Siha, let’s try again next time.”
“No.”
“Huh?”
“Teacher did well. Siha will give you allowance.”
Siha, who had 2,000 won, hands over 1,000 won.
The teacher politely accepted it.
“Thank you. But if you give this to the teacher, Siha won’t be able to buy food?”
“Siha has a lot of money. It’s in my bank account. Buy it with that.”
“No. Real money is cheating.”
“Huh?”
*Siha, are you bringing real money! If I allow this, the people in the entertainment industry will protest!* [referencing the strict rules against using personal funds in competitive settings]
It’s an unspoken rule.
“Then Siha will lend it to you. Pay me back with two.”
“Huh?”
*What is this? Even loan sharks don’t do that!*
The teacher was scammed with her eyes wide open.
“No. You don’t have to lend it to me.”
“Okay.”
Siha takes the money back and puts it in her pocket.
*What? I feel like I’ve been scammed again?*
The teacher suddenly felt like she knew how Jongsu felt.
“Ahem. Then let’s start the cushion game again. This time there are 3!”
So the game started again and Seungjun won.
No one could keep up with Seungjun when it came to athletic ability.
“Awesome! Siha, we’re in first place!”
“Seungjun, good job!”
“We have a lot of money now.”
10,000 won [approximately $7.50 USD] for 1st place, 9,000 won [approximately $6.75 USD] for 2nd place.
It decreased by 1,000 won in order.
In fact, there wasn’t that much of a difference.
This is just a game.
“Then the second game is karaoke!”
“Wow!”
“The team with the highest karaoke score is in first place.”
The teacher turned on the karaoke machine she had prepared.
Karaoke videos are shown on TV. Of course, the children may not be able to read Korean well, but it doesn’t matter because the score will come out.
“Everyone, tell the teacher if you have a song you want to sing. I’ll make a reservation for you.”
Hana confidently raised her hand.
This was a fight she couldn’t lose.
“Hana, what song?”
“Running Through Time!”
“Oh! The teacher knows that song too.”
The song comes on and she grabs the microphone.
Yeonju also stood next to her to sing along, knowing the song.
Originally, two karaoke microphones are the rule.
“Running through time~”
“If I could go to the future~”
“In a rough world.”
“I’ll get you the lottery!”
It’s a very secular lyric, but the melody is as fresh as a girl group song.
Yeonju sings quietly, while Hana sings passionately.
This is how one team ended.
“Wow! 98 points! You can be an idol!”
“Hehehe!”
“Ahem.”
Next is Jongsu and Jaehui.
They didn’t know any popular songs, so they sang a children’s song.
Jongsu, true to his personality, wanted to show off, so he sang with a lot of pretense, and Jaehui stammered and sang hard.
“Wow! 88 points! You can be a singer!”
“Ah! What kind of singer gets 88 points.”
“Jongsu, that’s too bad. Right?”
The karaoke machine generally gives generous scores.
Next is Eunwoo and Yundong.
If Yundong was serious about dancing, Eunwoo was serious about rapping.
“Eunwoo, are you going to rap?”
“Yes! Keychain!”
“Ah, the teacher knows that too.”
Eunwoo nods and raps.
“You and my keychain! The distance you and I walk!”
“Eh-ee-eh-ee-!”
“You and my keychain! The distance you and I walk!”
“Eh-ee-eh-ee-!”
“Puhahat. Yundong keeps making weird noises!”
“I’m adding a chorus?”
“Puhaha. Chorus. Puhaha. Ah! I have to rap. Greed has no end and I put up a signpost.”
“Gooo. Gooo.”
“Along the road… Puhaha.”
“Yo. Yo.”
Yundong kept adding strange choruses with a calm expression next to him, so he couldn’t sing properly.
It was a somewhat unbalanced team.
Jongsu stroked his chest while watching the scene. Fortunately, he thought he could beat that team.
“94 points! You have the skills to become a singer!”
But karaoke scores always betray expectations.
Jongsu said in disbelief.
“What! Why does that get over 90 points!”
Something is really wrong.
That karaoke machine must be broken.
How can the score be high when you have such a strange chorus next to you?
“Next is Siha.”
Jongsu’s neck creaked as he turned.
His eyes were on Seungjun, not Siha.
He was worried that the score would be high even though Seungjun always sang strangely.
“Siha, what do you want to sing?”
“Huh? What should I do?”
“Let’s do ‘Island Baby’.”
“Okay!”
The song is ‘Island Baby’.
First, Siha grabs the microphone and sings.
“When Hyung [older brother or male friend] goes to the shade of the island to pick stars!”
Seungjun takes the song.
“Siha is left alone~ to take a dump~”
The teacher rubbed her head.
*Why are you talking about Siha being left alone to take a dump?*
Not caring much, Siha sings the next verse.
“The sea sings! Jajangmyeon [Korean-Chinese noodle dish] song~”
*Why is jajangmyeon coming out?*
Seungjun sings confidently.
“Slurping with chopsticks. It’s delicious~”
So, to summarize, she took a dump, listened to the jajangmyeon song, and ate it with chopsticks?
Why are the lyrics like this?
The score appears on the screen.
[100 points!]
[Birth of the King of Singers!]
Jongsu had an incomprehensible expression, but the teacher also looked at the screen with the same expression.